Chapter 1271: Blind Date

The spring breeze lifted Yang Nuolan's skirt hem, casting a glint of sunlight; the sheer fabric fluttered, scattering a faint fragrance along the path.

Her skin was as tender and flawless as a maiden's, fair and crystalline, her face like a heavenly maiden's, without blemish; paired with her cold expression, it drew countless gazes.

Walking along the university road, Yang Nuolan felt as if she had returned to her college days.

Back then she was an inexperienced girl, devoted to her studies.

Countless youths who admired her were all rejected by her one by one.

She seemed to still recall their disappointed, disheartened expressions.

Once, she herself was the white moonlight of countless youths.

Even among them, there was one boy she also felt fond of.

He was quite good; sometimes she couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.

But he was not an ordinary person; his family background was excellent.

He had once been a relative of the imperial family.

In Jingcheng he wielded great influence.

That would never belong to her; she had known that since childhood.

In this life she could only marry an ordinary man to satisfy her grandfather's perverse psychology.

She used to think that way; even now she understands Yang Qing's persistence, yet she still cannot ease the resentment in her heart.

In the end, she returned to campus, and her blind date was still an ordinary person.

She still could not step out of the path Yang Qing had laid out for her.

Far away, Chen Ziang also saw Yang Nuolan, that radiant and pure woman.

Unlike the video, where she seemed cold, in reality she was also cold but possessed a captivating charm.

She seemed like a queen, her steps graceful as a celestial maiden's, each landing squarely on his heart.

He forgot Yang Nuolan's age; his eyes held only her every frown and smile.

Yang Nuolan brushed past countless gazes, finally stopping before this boy who was already dumbstruck.

Chen Ziang's foolish appearance made her want to laugh a little.

His foolishness did not arouse lust in Yang Nuolan; his gaze was pure, filled with clear astonishment.

Cough cough………

Chen Ziang heard the coughing, snapped back to attention, and saw Yang Nuolan already standing before him.

His heart instantly panicked.

He was at a loss what to do with his hands and feet.

"You, good, good………"

"I am Chen Ziang………"

Yang Nuolan extended her hand.

"Ah, I am Yang Nuolan, your blind date."

Chen Ziang hurriedly wiped the sweat from his palms on his trousers, then lightly shook Yang Nuolan's hand.

Yet inside he was already tumultuous like stormy waves.

"They said fifty, why is she so young? She's so beautiful—I feel ashamed, what should I do?"

"Do I deserve such a beauty?"

His mind was in utter chaos; he had no idea what to do, forgetting everything he had learned from his senior brother.

Everything reverted to instinct.

"Nuolan sister, you're really beautiful."

He looked like a pig brother showing off.

At that moment Yang Nuolan also felt moved.

"It seems not as repulsive as I thought; instead I feel a sense of ease and joy."

"Could my previous aversion to men be a problem? Did I deceive myself? Actually I know I'm also susceptible to lecherous old men; seeing a young, handsome little puppy makes my heart flutter."

"People are visual creatures; it seems I overthought before."

"Only after truly entering the world can one truly understand what one is."

"I used to think too highly of myself; in fact I am just an ordinary woman."

Chen Ziang lightly brushed his hand against Yang Nuolan's, wanting to pull back, fearing he would defile the goddess.

But Yang Nuolan seized his hand at that moment.

And gripped it tightly.

"Take me to see your school."

Chen Ziang froze there, his whole body unable to move.

She was holding my hand; her hand felt so soft, so comfortable to hold.

I felt as if I'd been electrified—what should I do? I can't move, my heart is racing.

Yang Nuolan tugged him, and Chen Ziang regained control of his body.

But he had forgotten how to walk; as soon as he started, he tripped over his own feet.

Yang Nuolan reacted quickly, catching him in an embrace.

At that moment Chen Ziang felt he was done for.

He felt he would fall for this woman.

She was beautiful, her body soft, also fragrant.

Yang Nuolan lowered her head to look at the man in her arms.

He also had sword-browed, starry eyes; though his face was full of collagen, it bore the marks of time—a slightly dark complexion, fine scars, faint acne, a few playful freckles, and slightly rough pores.

All of this was telling her that this was natural.

His scent was also pleasant, a faint meaty fragrance rather than a sweaty odor.

This moment confirmed the knowledge from the book: men and women themselves emit pheromones.

She found the scent pleasant; she knew at least she didn't dislike this little puppy.

Alright, it's time to get up.

With a push from her, Chen Ziang snapped out of his daze and came back to himself.

Having stood firm again, his heart was still jumping thump-thump-thump.

Do you like me?

She let go of Chen Ziang's hand, Yang Nuolan walked forward, and her voice came over too.

Chen Ziang felt a huge pressure; following behind Yang Nuolan, he kept his head down, not daring to look at anyone.

Li... li... like.........

He finally finished speaking, stammering.

But at this moment, his brain cramped again.

But, we might not be suitable.

Yang Nuolan instantly stopped, turned her head, looked at him. "Not suitable?" Is this kid playing hard to get?

Why?

Chen Ziang continued to stammer.

I, I, I, you're too beautiful and rich; seeing you makes me feel like my soul is about to disappear.

I don't dare; I don't want to lose myself. Being with you, I would certainly be unable to keep my self.

I actually am a licker-type personality; you make me unable to hold back.

I don't want to become your emotional slave.

I originally thought you were fifty; even though you have great attraction to me, I wouldn't become obsessed, but I discovered I was wrong.

Age has no effect on you; your charm makes people unable to stop desiring.

Just after meeting, I've already found it very hard to restrain myself.

Yang Nuolan never expected this to be the answer.

But this guy is interesting; indeed he's a student of Shanhedaxue, even an ordinary person has his own unique traits.

Yang Nuolan didn't speak to him again; instead she reached out and grabbed his hand again.

She just walked forward like that.

Chen Ziang, however, nervously followed.

What does she mean? Isn't what I said obvious?

He indeed wanted to find a partner, but this partner is too good; I can't handle it.

This woman is practically my calamity.

If I'm not careful, I might very well become a prisoner of love.

Now cutting off everything is the best time.

Otherwise, once I fall in, I'm really done for.

Although he is very reluctant in his heart, he truly wants a more equal marriage.